Some days are dark.
The day Jesus breathed His last was the ultimate in dark days.
‘It was now about the sixth hour, and darkness came over the whole land until the ninth hour, for the sun stopped shining. And the curtain of the temple was torn in two. Jesus called out with a loud voice, “Father, into your hands I commit my spirit.” When he had said this, he breathed his last.’ Luke 23:44-46
He’d lived a short, powerful life. He’d taught multitudes and healed many.
But then there was this day, the darkest of days.
A week prior, Jesus entered Jerusalem. His followers had misunderstood. They thought He was about to triumph, about to become King. They prepared themselves for ruling and reigning with Him, but that was before this day.
Imagine; Jesus breathed His last. For Jesus family, friends and followers this was not only shocking, but unthinkable.
Even the day itself turned dark. It’s almost as if creation itself was responding to the shock of the situation.
Jesus committed His Spirit to His heavenly Father.
He showed no sign of fear, regret, or change of plan. He’d said ‘not my will, but yours be done’ and He meant it.
And even in the midst of this dark day, a miracle takes place. Even as Jesus breathed His last it all changes.
The Temple curtain is torn from top to bottom.
God made a way.
His will was done.
Even on the darkest of days.